Yes, the wasps are still with us. The powder that was supposed to be certain death did not work. Today we bought wasp killer spray. My Beloved sprayed it like crazy into the hole. I was indoors, and as he sprayed I heard behind the panelling a huge angry buzz! I shouted at Beloved to run, which he didn’t do. He just sauntered away. Fortunately, in spite of my visions of an angry swarm chasing after him, the wasps stayed put.
Nasty wasp below the screw
Fortunately, in spite of my visions of an angry swarm chasing after him, the wasps stayed put. Either they were totally unaware of where the horrible death spray had come from, or they were overwhelmed with death. I have heard nothing more. It is eerily silent.
Nasty wasp exiting hole above screw
Right now, I can’t be bothered to check. I’m drinking tea and eating biscuits, which seems like a very English response. And I found I did have photos of the wasps. I zoomed in and found I’d managed to catch a photo or two.
Julia Hartley-Brewer weighed in, insulting Ben Habib, telling a flat out lie as well. GB News have shadow banned Advance. The agenda is clearly that Farage Yusuf storm to victory, on the backs of the very country-loyal, so anti-Uniparty, our type … that’s the dark joke.
4. Emerald
I’ve gathered hers together today as she covers a range of topics … remembering thst my bsnning from Dorsey’s Twitter was due to retweeting her piece on Fentanyl Floyd:
3. To keep returning to “cui bono”
… aim of Them, the real Them, not just the puppets doing their bidding? Well obviously to get us killing off the blacks and death cult for them, save them the job.
Round up the prime movers after that, disappear them, then move in for the real kill on leaderless people, Orcs on Eloi. Anyone for the Wat Tyler role in a more Richard II sense?
2. DAD at 1150
a) Another ‘lamb’ to the slaughter. Rather than allowing French voters to select their next government, President Macron appointed another loyalist to the Hôtel Matignon just hours after receiving the resignation of Prime Minister François Bayrou.
b) On Monday evening, during the 6 p.m. Mass, the Feast of the Nativity of Mary, the Basilica of Our Lady of Good Help was vandalized with the burning of the Virgin and Child.
c) Pig heads were discovered on Tuesday, September 9, 2025, in front of the entrance to at least nine mosques in Île-de-France, in Paris, also …..
d) Trust in the European Commission and its president, Ursula von der Leyen, has significantly faltered, according to a new survey from the European Public Opinion Barometer conducted by Cluster17.
(0417) Planning to restart blogging today around 0900. (0556)
Going to open with this:
Quite agree, quite concur … just as we cannot move on from Lola and Ruby Moir, plus Tayah Sommers. You have an inkling already in Tue 20 here or anywhere else on responsible soc-med but not Woke left … and especially not in any of the MSM until the Telegrah and Wail over here did finally give it a mention.
It has now been spoken on by DJT, JDV and Karoline L who just tore strips off the MS press for their behaviour … first ignoring, then misrepresenting the tragedy.
But why now, why last evening around 2200 our time? The reason is that the full footage of the murder and the utter indifference of other passengers caused one of the girl victims here, herself, to post:
That of course can cut both ways … it could mean that even this post is not reality … or it could mean that people are not seeing what goes on around them. How did this Iryna have no sense of danger? One clue is a shot of her bedroom and behind her is a BLM flag … think you get the drift.
But back to why this post, now at 0431 our time … why this from me last evening:
What changed from just generally seething to feeling physically ill? This helps understand it:
The difference, therefore, is that the footage had the actual murder and how she was abandoned by everyone there in other seats … they got out of there aqap, even though the murderer had already gone. It was that act of total incivility, not helped by the demographic of the other passengers on the whole, which prevented any chance of keeping her alive.
Now yes … we have had that issue here as well over the months and years … do I post that which cannot be unseen, the sheer depravity … wallow in it … then unable to continue that day or for weeks … or worse, become slowly inured to it?
The greatest condemnation, after the behaviour of the passengers, was this:
Disagree … they need summarily executing, once there’s no doubt. Others started to post on it:
This reaction is by a girl rape victim:
The press were disgusting:
That lady is Norwegian … more from her:
And from a Swede:
More:
Coming back to the essential difference between last evening, say at 2145 and 2215 is the full footage hit soc-med from nowhere … at least someone posted it. Clearly, it moved people, inc. me, from politically seething, which the distant stills and shortened footage had triggered … to sheer nausea in the space of half an hour.
Another way of looking at that is that her death had not had “the required effect on the population” as yet, not the sheer outrage of later.
So someone had made that decision to release that full footage … someone inside and high up.
Trouble is … that could be those of the MAGA right or WH … yes, possible, in order to get legislation and EOs in place … or it could have been the demonrats themselves trying to outrage their base against the “firestorm far right” … yes, possible.
Or it could be the string pullers themselves, well above DJT and the demonrats … the ones who actually do make such decisions and agendas, e.g. conflagration, depressions, depopulation … using communism/fascism/whatever as the tools.
And of course collateral damage. For example, I was engaged in a battering of myself right at that time, which would not have gone much further, methinks, except that suddenly, I lost the capacity to fight that other battle in the nausea over this.
There are many, many players in the field right now and one is an ancient people from the middle-east, its honchos dispersed around the west. We can trust no one just now … no one demographic … completely.
911 comes up tomorrow. Some of you might recall, in all the ferreting we all did, that there was an element of placing very dangerous people, with form, in uncontrolled situations, free to move around, to do their worst. Not strictly run by the agencies but certainly monitored all the way, ready to switch off air defences for example, at the crucial monent, switch off CCTV, jam communications … going back to 1963, telling security men to stand down seconds before entering Dealey Plaza. Or “pulling” WTC7, as Silverstein put it in 2001 on the day.
Coordinated. Atrocity. Coordinated. Imagine a mind which can do that with impunity. …/END for the moment. I need a break before any more blogging.
It’s blown up in the US and these isles, POTUS, VP, Press Sec have all put strong views … the full footage of her killing has been released … barring two on another topic, these are screenshots for tomorrow morning, way too exhausted to address it now:
19. A tale of various sleazebags
… exposed by Toodles. Now, I’m using the WH pic, embedded, rather than YT thumbnails of the sleazebags themselves … after all, it’s dinnertime here.
18. Mad Millipede again
17. They can sod off
16. We might finally be getting somewhere
15. Steve B’s chart quiz
Initial thought was 1968, know Maggie May was before 1973 … somewhere in there. Riders on the Storm might be the giveaway.
Please repost so others can play !
A nice UK chart , but what was the year Some classics on here ! Still good today . Try to do it without using google or Grok . Some great tracks here . #music#popchart#tuesdaypic.twitter.com/ji6fjZl2NS
“1932, Jerome Howard (soon to be universally known as “Curly”) joined The Three Stooges comedy team. He was replacing his older brother, Shemp, as the third Stooge, joining his older brother Moe and frizzly haired Larry Fine.
In 1934, the team signed with Columbia Pictures and began churning out the series of comedy slapstick shorts that brought hilarity to the world. Within a year, Curly had established himself as the comedy star of the act. His “woo-woo”s and “n’yuk nyuk”s, as well as his incredible gift for physical, inventive, surreal comedy, made Curly Howard everyone’s favorite Stooge.
From 1934 to 1944, Curly Howard and the other Stooges made 80-odd of the funniest shorts in the history of movie comedy, but by 1945 something was obviously wrong with the brilliant Curly.
Although he was always a bad study, he was having a harder time than usual learning and remember his lines, his once graceful and quick movements now seemed slower and more lethargic, and his voice had lost its high-pitched vitality, now sounding deeper and more like a strained croak.
In early 1945, Moe Howard made an appointment for his kid brother at the Santa Barbara Cottage Hospital. The test results proved shocking: Curly was suffering from high blood pressure, hypertension, a retinal hemorrhage, and obesity.
Then came the failed marriage. Curly loved the good life—drinking, hanging out at clubs, seeing and dating as many beautiful women as possible. Moe, attempting to help his beloved brother settle down, tried to fix Curly up with a glamorous beauty named Marion Buxbaum. Always a sucker for a pretty face, Curly married Marion after only two weeks. Curly was soon to discover that Marion was not a very nice person and was only after his money.
The marriage proved a disaster, and the unhappy couple divorced after only three months together. In the terrible divorce proceedings, Marion said of Curly: “He used filthy, vile language, kept two vicious dogs, he shouted at waiters in cafes, struck and kicked me, put out cigars in the sink.”
These specious accusations were disputed by all who knew Curly as a jovial, good-natured, good-hearted fellow. Curly, always a free spender, had spent a fortune buying gifts for Marion, and the divorce really shook him up. He had his first stroke soon thereafter, in early 1946.
The aftermath following that stroke was that Curly’s great vigor and boyish vitality, his comedy trademarks, sank lower and lower. Instead of enabling Curly to rest after his stroke, as Moe requested, studio head Harry Cohn kept Curly churning out new Three Stooges shorts. Sadly, these final Curly shorts show him looking very old and worn, his previously starring roles greatly reduced, and, indeed, they put a bit of a black mark on his body of otherwise amazing comedy performances.
Curly’s appearance grew worse until finally, while filming his 97th Three Stooges short, “Half Wit’s Holiday,” on May 6, 1946, the straw finally broke the camel’s back. Curly was supposed to participate in the film’s final, climactic pie fight, but Moe spotted Curly sitting in his chair on the set. “Come on, Babe,” he said. (“Babe” was Curly’s nickname among his close friends.)
Moe found Curly slumped over in his chair with tears running down his face; Curly had suffered another stroke. He was taken to recover to the Motion Picture Country Home and Hospital, his career as a Stooge now effectively over. He was replaced in the act by older brother Shemp.
Curly finally got a happy break in 1947, when he met an attractive brunette named Valerie Newman. The two fell in love and married on July 31, 1947. Valerie was to bear Curly a daughter, Janie, the following year. She truly loved Curly and stuck by his side, through his constant downhill ride over the next few years, feeding and even bathing him as his health continued its slow deterioration in the late 1940s.
After his second stroke, Curly was confined to a wheelchair, but soon recovered enough to move around. During the days of Curly’s slightly improved health, he made a cameo appearance in a Three Stooges short (with his replacement, Shemp) called “Hold That Lion!” Moe, knowing Curly was frail, made sure the set was cleared of all but the absolutely necessary actors and technicians, in order to take any pressure off his brother.
Curly, a brilliant comedian to the end, acquits himself quite well in his brief appearance, coming across as very funny, even doing his trademark “woo-woo-woo” sound effects. This brief cameo was to be the only recorded instance of the three Howard brothers—Moe, Curly, and Shemp—appearing together on film.”
13. Saara Vatinen on Quora
Not my usual stomping ground, I keep it on for readers who like human interest stories, for example this:
“In 2009, famous Italian freediver Enzo Maiorca was diving with his daughter Rossana near the coast of Syracuse when something truly special happened.
As he was going deeper into the water, Enzo suddenly felt a soft tap on his back. When he turned around, he saw a dolphin—not there to play, but clearly asking for help.
The dolphin swam down, and Enzo followed. About 15 meters below the surface, they found another dolphin stuck in an old fishing net. Without wasting a moment, Enzo called to his daughter for a knife and carefully cut the net to free the dolphin.
As soon as it was free, the dolphin made a sound Enzo later described as “almost like a human cry.”
When they all reached the surface, Enzo and Rossana saw that the dolphin was a pregnant female—and just moments later, she gave birth right there in the open sea.
The male dolphin circled around them, then gently came up to Enzo, touched his cheek with its nose—like a soft kiss—and then swam away with his new little family.
Later, Enzo shared his thoughts:
“Until people learn to respect and communicate with the natural world, they’ll never truly understand their place on this planet.””
Was wondering if this was the same plot as the later, eponymous Rathbone vehicle … seems not.
“Lloyd Nolan brightens up the screen as investigator Michael Shayne in “Dressed to Kill” from 1941.
While picking up his fiancé (Mary Beth Hughes) from her residential hotel so that they can finally get married, Shayne hears a scream from upstairs. Racing up there, he finds two people sitting at a dining table in costume and quite dead.
Eventually Shayne is led to a play done years earlier by the victims and begins looking at the other performers. Meanwhile, he’s constantly tripping over both his angry fiancé and Police Inspector Pierson (William Demarest).
There’s lots of comedy in this B movie, mostly provided by Demarest, who is one-upped every time by Shayne. The acting is terrific, with some really neat character actors: Virginia Brissac, Erwin Kaiser, Henry Daniel, and Mantan Moreland. Though in a stereotyped role, Moreland shows his talent as he does in the Charlie Chan films, this time even going into a dance.”
In which Isilme and Beloved gather their last produce
… whilst off on the next project … possibly that might appear down the track.
Meanwhile:
Bowl of plums
… and, of course, our own food. But I mustn’t get perishables as we’re off to visit friends and I don’t want to come back to nasty bits in the fridge, so I must use up what I already have!
Tomato crop
We just polished off another large courgette stuffed with chilli con carne. Yum. I still have some chilli left over because this was a smaller courgette than last time. So we may have it tonight over a baked potato. Something easy after a hard day’s shopping!
Eating apples
We’re picking off the last of the plums from the trees now. We have a reasonable array of tomatoes, but not as many as I would have liked. The bulk of them will be boiled up and bottled. Somehow home grown bottled tomatoes are much nicer than the tinned ones!
Bramley apples
Next we have to start thinking about apples. I suspect the apples are ripe because the jackdaws are stealing them from the top of the trees. I’m not sure why they don’t go for the Victoria plums, but they seem to leave them alone. Maybe they just prefer the earlier ones….. Or maybe they prefer apples to plums at this time of year!
Raspberries and spider’s web
I nearly forgot to mention that the raspberries are still in good shape, fruiting like crazy. We’ve been busy elsewhere, so a spider has clearly taken up residence. If it hopes to stop us, then I think it will lose the battle. At least the birds leave them alone.
(0853) … anyway, as I was saying at NOWP a few hours ago, to DAD, was about to crash, just as he was posting. More on this in Tue 7. Morning all … sun’s out, abode is hot, hope you’re ok. (1115)
10. She has a soft spot for him
… look at that body language.
9. Red Millipede’s delight
Check out what happens to this wind turbine. Not exactly environmentally friendly. pic.twitter.com/t3S2KvzmNz
… which somehow helps me rather than you I’d say but it at least lets me communicate with Toodles … she’s within the golden swathe you see before you:
Incidentally, I’m shockingly remiss with birthdays, far worse than I ever was before and though the online card company does assist … I still think I need to get some sort of birthday book going, one with a generic calendar … coz even chaps are miffed when bdays are forgotten.
On the other hand, you might be not unlike me in never telling precisely when “one’s” is … well over half our tavern patrons here and occasionals never say, never wish to. Mine is next Feb by the way.
7. The tyranny of age
Not sure how many chaps and chapesses live-blog their gradual demise but I’m going to try. We’re assuming here that he/she has not gone completely gaga yet and is not yet trying to cook underpants porridge whilst putting on oats underpants for the day … at least they’re clean today.
Nope, not at that stage yet but by the same token, I’d not want to go out for more than half an hour because nature, though wunnerful out there, a picture in fact, should not call during a short jaunt into that wilderness we blog about.
The change which comes over one (love that usage of the word “one”) is that one shifts from “tiring quickly these days” to “zonk instantly” … within thirty seconds, just enough time to switch off anything dangerous and have a sip of HCQ mineral water and lemon.
Mind you, what wrecks this slow descent to The Great Lampshade Time is being relatively fit, despite the occasional heart attack, plus having a home gym and being reasonably assiduous with it, at medium pace. This abode is where no rocking chairs reside … not one.
Plus having a project which makes demands, e.g. this blog, where good folk are awaiting the next instalment now and then. So “one” imagines. Anyway, back up to speed, bod moving at pace, liquid imbibed, ready to have another go at the oat soaking in the saute pan (now repaired from yesterday).
6. DAD at 1149
Special report: What everyone predicted has happened – the fall of the French Government of Francis Bayrou. The uxexpected thing was the size of the defeat. Of the 558 votes cast, 364 deputies voted “against” confidence in the government; whereas François Bayrou only obtained 194 votes “for”.
a) Radical Left-wing leader Jean-Luc Mélenchon has called for a new French Revolution from an army of young left-wing workers, many of whom will try to bring France to a halt on September 10…
b) Officers patrolling French beaches lack training and proper equipment, a police leader has said, despite hundreds of millions of British taxpayers’ pounds being handed over to France.
